It begins with this?"My dog's nails are pink!" exclaims my little sister upon seeing what her mother did to their Bichon.
OK, not exactly the way I envisioned kicking off this blog, but who can plan for anything, really? The dog ran in, the exchange happened, all while I mussed with this blog rather than paying attention to my actual job responsibilities.
So after enjoying the experience of blogging my trip to Europe – not to mention receiving kudos, worldwide acclaim and several Webby nominations (I lost to the damn Huffington Post) – I figured I'd try to provide record of and commentary on the inane and senseless non-events that make up a good deal of my existence.
Such as, you know, dog manicures.
I may cheat a little and fill in some initial blanks with absurdities from recent days – including my take on a blockbuster and my wacky airport follies – just to get this going. And maybe that will cost me a Webby, but I'm not in it for the glamour. It has more to do with boredom than anything.
So follow along, comment away, vote in the polls and enjoy the ride. Because I probably won't do any of those things, so it's up to you to make this tolerable.
Your (presumably) dedicated scribe,
Moose del Mar
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